On the 11th of April 1912 The queen of the ocean had started her life With 1300 pa**angers she sailed out from Cork Lead by 900 sailors on her way to New York [Chorus:] Uh-uh-uh, riddle of the century Uh-uh-uh, pride of The White-Star-Line Uh-uh-uh, ye became a wet reliquary Uh-uh-uh, a victim of the brine On the 14th of April at 11.40 pm An outlook guy named Freddy Fleet the alarmbell he did ring Captain Smith gave the order: "Half steam ahead!" he cried As the steamer got a narrow shave from a giant in the night [Chorus] The water filled the liner The d**h-struggle takes 3 hours The operators working hard an emergency he morsed "Californian can't you hear me - is your wireless working there?" Wallace Hartley and his rag-time-band played a tune called Derry [Chorus] On the 15th of April 1912 The queen of the ocean had ended her life 18 lifeboats were in store 700 for to save But 1500 pa**angers rest in their icy grave [Chorus]